After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

how can that be possible? What am I thinking.

"Beichen, you are finally back." The corners of my lips raised, but my tone was uncontrollably sad.

I haven't been happy these past few days. I should be happy when Beichen comes back. After all, I haven't met his biological brother since I was reborn.

But when I see my relatives, I think of my failed marriage, and how they all opposed my marriage to Fu Yanshen. I feel aggrieved and sad.

Beichen's cool hands left my eyes. As soon as I opened them, I saw a handsome and charming face.

Against the golden afterglow, he has beautiful peach blossom eyes with large European-style double eyelids, a deep nobility, a soft smile, a high nose bridge, and slightly raised corners of his mouth, making people feel warm and friendly.

"sister."

He called me warmly.

"Why don't you wear a coat? The temperature in the capital has dropped again in the past two days."

I looked at the thin haute couture suit he was wearing, held his hands in my hands, warmed his hands, and he stood up.

He has been working in the Singapore branch. He must be used to staying in tropical areas.

"Your hands are cold, but you still warm them for me." He smiled, and as he spoke, he took my hands and stuffed them into my coat pocket.

Beichen's five fingers suddenly clasped mine tightly and held it firmly. He looked down at me and said, "We haven't seen each other for almost a year. Do you miss me?"

he asked seriously.

"I was thinking, why do you seem to have lost a lot of weight? Is it because you are not used to eating in Southeast Asia -"

"Beichen is back."

At this time, my mother's voice came from the door.

Beichen immediately let go of my hand, and quickly took his hand out of my pocket, keeping his distance from me.

Growing up, his mother set many rules for him, and he received an aristocratic and elite education. He only dared to fool around with me in private.

"Mother."

Seeing his mother in a luxurious suit, Beichen nodded and shouted respectfully.

"I'm back." Mom smiled without showing her teeth and said in a serious tone, "The first thing you should do when you come back is go to your dad and say hello. He's such a big man, no matter how big or small he is."

"What you taught me is that I will go find my father." Beichen said respectfully.

"Go." Mom nodded.

Beichen then straightened up and walked towards the main room, exuding a noble and cold temperament.

"Mom! Can't you be nicer to Beichen? He's already twenty-five, not five, but three!" I shook my mother's arm, frowned, and complained angrily to her.

My mother’s education for me and Beichen was completely opposite.

She was kind to me and never asked about my studies. She didn't care if I scored zero in the exam.

The eldest daughter of the Sheng family, she can study if she wants to, or not. The wealth of the Sheng family is my confidence. My mother always said this to me.

He was too controlling over Beichen, even to the point of being harsh.

For as long as I can remember, Beichen, who is only one year younger than me, has never had the right to cry.

A young child is like a machine without emotions. Children of the same age are still building blocks and playing on slides, but he has already begun to learn various cultural knowledge and aristocratic etiquette.

"Qiaoqiao, mom is doing this for his own good, and an heir should behave like an heir." Mom retorted to me in a serious tone.

I beg to differ with what she said.

When I was a child, I felt very sorry for Beichen. How could a child not love to play?

I would quietly carry my little white rabbit and run to find him and play with him. When my mother found out, I would cry and act coquettishly to stop her from punishing Beichen.

I would also secretly give Beichen candies and ice cream, and after he was beaten, I would hold him and coax him to cry.

At dinner, I watched Beichen eating the light meal prepared by the exclusive chef, and used serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of attractively colored sweet and sour pork ribs for him.

"Qiao Qiao, you eat your food. Beichen's three meals a day are all prepared by a nutritionist. The meat, vegetables, oil and salt are in scientific proportions." Mom frowned and scolded me helplessly.

"Mother--"

"Sister, I'm not used to eating heavy food." Beichen interrupted me with a warm voice and said humbly, "Thank you, sister."

He couldn't get used to it, but he didn't dare to disobey his mother.

Dad put down his chopsticks at this time and wiped his mouth.

"Qiao Qiao, Fu Yanshen has recently been personally negotiating a new energy vehicle project. If he can successfully win this cooperation project, his position will be more stable."

"I have to say that this guy's business acumen is really keen. Under his leadership, Shengshi's industries have become more and more novel and diversified, and its competitiveness in the business world has been greatly improved."

He said to me, his words full of deep appreciation for Fu Yan.

"Pity--"

He took a sip of tea and sounded a little helpless.

It's a pity that no matter how good Fu Yanshen is, he is still a white-eyed wolf.

"Dad, are we going to prevent him from winning this project?" I asked seriously.

"What project should Beichen discuss? Just take this opportunity for Beichen to show off and impress the board of directors." Mom said with full confidence.

"Beichen is going to represent the prosperous age? Only Fu Yanshen is recognized outside now. Besides, if you can't wait to push Beichen out, Fu Yanshen won't be suspicious?"

Dad choked Mom.

"Qiao Qiao, I just want to find a way to prevent him from winning this project. Alas... a strong man breaks his wrist!" Dad said to me and let out a long sigh.

Preventing Fu Yanshen from winning the project is equivalent to destroying Shengshi and our own business.

But there is no way. If we don't stop Fu Yanshen, we will pave the way for his future. It will be our Sheng family who will starve to death in the future.

I learned from Song Sinan that what Fu Yanshen wanted to win was a project for a German automobile manufacturing company, and he was personally negotiating for this project.

In order to help me, Mrs. Song wants to compete with Fu Yanshen for this project.

However, after several contacts with Song Sinan, the other party said that they would prefer Fu Yanshen's share of the profit.

"How much profit did Fu Yanshen give to the other party? I have already set the price low enough."

On the phone, Song Sinan had a gentle tone.

"Brother Si Nan, I'll try to find a way to read Fu Yanshen's plan and pass the data back to you later." I secretly had an idea.

"What do you think? Also, aren't you afraid that I am deliberately trying to steal business from the Sheng family?" There was a smile in the male god's voice.

"I'm not afraid." I replied without thinking, "I believe in your character. Also, I just want to pull Fu Yanshen down and divorce him. In the future, let's rely on Beichen to slowly get back on track."

"Don't worry, if I win this project, it will be transferred to Beichen in the future." Song Sinan said generously.

I was so moved that I didn’t know what to say. I was about to ask him why he was willing to help me like this when a call came in from him and we ended the call.

In the evening, I carried fresh ingredients and returned to Fu Yanshen and I's home.

I hadn't cooked for a long time, so I cooked four dishes and one soup, all home-cooked dishes. However, Fu Yanshen didn't come back for dinner.

He didn't come back until ten o'clock in the evening and went straight to the study. After going in, he never came out again.

About half an hour later, I arrived at the door of the study with a tray. In the tray was pork belly and Hericium mushroom soup that I had simmered in a casserole over low heat for three hours to nourish my stomach.

Among them, a little sleeping pills were also added.

I took a few deep breaths and did enough mental preparation before knocking on the study door.